Chapter 9 The Fat Man in Front of the Inn

What is the most important thing when living in a new place?

It is to establish a basic intersection with the locals.

When he came to a strange place, Mu Hua also needed intersections, but he had no entry point for the time being.

But you see, he is trying to make friends with a young man who came to his door.

Local ruffians, especially those with magic addiction.

Such people are usually hated by people and ghosts, and no one would feel strange if they died on the roadside one day. But such people are usually well-informed.

"No, you can't do this. Hey, brother, I apologize. This is the territory of the Vito family. There are garrisons, guards, and adventurer guilds in the town. You shouldn't use guns casually."

The young man froze. Because of the collision of the gun barrel, the young man raised his head and dared not resist.

"Bang bang!" The forehead was hit twice by the gun handle again. The young man fell to the ground in a daze, and bright red blood instantly slid down.

Squatting on the ground, the gun barrel poked into the young man's mouth. Ignoring the fear in the young man's eyes, Mu Hua's fingers rubbed the outside of the trigger from time to time.

The Vito family? They probably have nothing to do with the chaebol nobles. They should be a gang here.

"Are you from a gang? The smell on you is really disgusting. What kind of garbage do you eat?"

"I am a potion master. The degraded magic potion I configure can make you enjoy a whole day of climax. I like making friends."

"See, I think we can become very good friends."

"Don't worry, I am a serious person. Do you know the Dandelion Inn? That's my hotel."

"By the way, can you tell me how to get to the Dandelion Inn? You should go there to find me later. Maybe I can give you some high-end goods. We are friends, right?"

Mu Hua nags and talks to the young man in a somewhat neurotic manner.

"Woo~Woo~" The gun barrel is pressed against his mouth, and the young man whimpers. After confirming that the young man has a begging expression on his face, Mu Hua belatedly withdraws the gun barrel from the young man's mouth.

"Oh, sorry, I just came here. You know, a new environment always makes people nervous." Mu Hua said apologetically.

Degraded magic potion, a failed alchemical product, has an effect similar to "washing powder".

It is highly addictive. Overdose will make people addicted to magic. That thing is also a contraband in the relatively open Loren Star.

"Cough... cough..." The young man coughed dryly. Maybe he would dare to act rogue even if he met a demon hunter, but facing Mu Hua, the young man knew how to restrain himself.

"Dandelion Inn? No, there is no Dandelion Inn in the town." The young man didn't dare to think about Mu Hua's so-called degraded magic potion. He didn't like to get along with such a thug. After a little thought, he denied it.

"Huh?" Mu Hua frowned.

"Oh, yes, the Deman Hotel. That hotel seems to have a dandelion logo."

"The sign there was removed a few days ago. We thought it was because there was no business. The business there is indeed not very good."

"Along the main road, the third intersection, you can see it through a large maple forest." Seeing Mu Hua frowning deeper, the young man raised his voice slightly in nervousness.

"Well, thank you. What's your name?" Mu Hua nodded.

"JJ."

"Look, JJ, we are friends now, aren't we? We may have more contacts. Like I said, I need friends. I think you should need them too?" Looking at the young man again, Mu Hua asked in a positive tone.

"Master, what are you doing?" A gentle female voice came, and Helen was standing behind Mu Hua without knowing when.

The maid's clothes, silver hair, although the pupils were not vertical at this time, the fear on the young man's face was obviously heavier.

"Of course I'm asking for directions." Mu Hua patted JJ's shoulder, put away his weapon, and stood up.

Helen looked at JJ, frowned, and looked at Mu Hua's palm again, with a hint of disgust on her face.

Ignoring JJ who was curled up on the ground, Helen bypassed JJ and the two walked along the road.

"My dear cousin, you shouldn't get in touch with such people." After walking a distance, Helen said to Mu Hua.

"I'm not familiar with this place. You should know that I'm not good at frontal combat. To do what Samantha asked me to do, I may need to use them." Mu Hua shook his head and explained.

"..." Helen was puzzled.

'Do what Samantha asked me to do? What did Samantha ask me to do? Do I need such gangsters to get along with Tabetha? ’

“My dear cousin, what the young lady wants is a demon hunting team, and what she needs are members with extraordinary potential. These street gangs can only bully the residents. Maybe there are some supporting forces behind them, but they are useless to us.” Helen frowned and said.

“Hmm? Oh, I understand.” Mu Hua looked at Helen in surprise, looked around, and suddenly understood.

‘Tsk~, should I be so cautious? ’ Mu Hua thought to himself, nodded and said no more.

Helen didn’t talk much, she felt that there was still some communication barrier between her and Mu Hua.

However, Helen attributed this situation to the different cultural customs of the two planets. Since Mu Hua said he understood, Helen didn’t say anything more.

Although she didn’t understand what Mu Hua understood?

Helen knew that Samantha valued Mu Hua very much, and she also showed considerable respect to Mu Hua.

After walking for a while, Mu Hua suddenly remembered that Samantha gave him a lot of things, but it seemed that she didn't give him money.

He glanced at Helen and thought, forget it, maybe it was some kind of family experience restriction?

It was a rare new life and new environment. It was impossible to prepare the degraded magic potion. The impact was too bad.

He was given a hotel. I wonder if Spring College would pay him a salary? Maybe one or two of those magic cores could be sold?

High-level magic cores, how many demon gold coins can they sell for.

Thinking about something else in his mind, Mu Hua followed Helen through a forest road.

The road was flat, with fallen leaves scattered, and trees on both sides covered it, just like walking into a natural park.

After walking for a while on the fallen leaves, an open space appeared in front of him. The three-story building in the forest looked like a secluded palace. Hotel? It covers an area of ​​at least four or five thousand square meters. It seems to be a large hotel.

The hotel's exterior is in the shape of a pentagram. From a distance, Mu Hua almost thought he had bumped into the Pentagon.

After walking through an open space, about 40 to 50 meters away from the hotel, Mu Hua looked up in front of the main entrance. This place was completely different from the rural hotel he had imagined.

Perhaps because it was too big, the expectation was overly different, and Mu Hua could not find a sense of belonging here.

Although it only had three floors, because the floor height was high, from one direction alone, this angular building looked like a villa with monotonous specifications. The balconies on the second floor seemed to indicate that it could accommodate more guest rooms.

The building as a whole gave people a heavy and solid feeling, and the walls were covered with green vines, making it difficult to distinguish the building materials.

"Buzz~" With a slight buzzing sound, the magic circle rose from the ground.

Solidification cleaning array, a cleaning array with a large range of action was arranged in front of the main entrance of the hotel.

Mu Hua's dust along the way was filtered and cleaned by the magic circle, and his new and clean clothes and even his body felt refreshed.

"Tsk, magic is about destruction, killing, and pursuing the ultimate power, life-related? Tsk..." Mu Hua curled his lips. He had his own understanding of magic.

Mu Hua despised this kind of magic that was not doing its job.

Of course, this understanding was probably because he couldn't use this kind of life-related magic.

"My cousin, I think the devil will like your understanding." Helen agreed.

No matter whether it was right or not, at least Mu Hua's understanding was conducive to his communication with the devil.

Helen also hoped that Mu Hua could successfully sign a contract with the devil, and then kill the devil, so that she could return to Samantha.

"Hi, Helen." A middle-aged white fat man in his forties, wearing a flowered shirt, big pants, and a pair of leather sandals on his feet, saw Mu Hua and the other person coming. The fat man stood at the door of the hotel and greeted Helen from a distance.

Helen nodded to the fat man, stepped back half a step, and let Mu Hua's figure.

"Deman, Deman Benson. Originally the person in charge of this hotel. I once wanted to make this the best Dandelion Hotel. I will help you manage this place in the future. Welcome to your arrival."

"Master Mu Hua, this place is yours."

Facing Mu Hua, the middle-aged fat man had a complicated expression, and his respectful tone was a little weird.

The scale of the hotel in front of him is really not small, and it stands to reason that there should be a lot of service staff.

Mu Hua saw that the fat man was here to greet him, but he was alone, and his opening remarks were still this ambiguous.

What's the way of this fat man? Speaking of which, at least the affairs of this hotel are under our management, right? Is Loren so presumptuous in treating leaders?

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